Greener Grass

Excerpt

The recent spate of cold, rainy, still dreary “Spring” days here in New England has affected me. I am not seasonally depressed, and I have not turned into a lazy sod (with apologies to John Joseph Lydon and his colleagues). Instead, I seem to be reacting with anger to the lingering poor weather and brown ground. At this time of year, the grass really is greener somewhere (everywhere?) else. I have decided that I have “Seasonal Oppositional Defiance.” Treatment is unlikely to succeed, so I welcome your ideas related to effective prevention for next year. [That is, I am making myself available for colloquia at all warm-weather venues.] …